(Author's Not: I would like to apologize for the delay. I had a couple chapters ready but G-Mail lost them and I just got around to re-writing them.)
River didn't like Las Vegas much. It was much too loud for her. She could hear voices, thoughts, and these were horrid mixed with the bings, clicks, and jingles of the city that never slept. She just couldn't hold it all out of her head, like she could elsewhere.
Oh god. I can't believe he...with a hooker...and my sister...and a sheep!
Shit. That was the mortgage I just lost. At the utilities.
I did not think I'd do this when I grew up. Now I get paid for guys to stare at my rack.
Oh my god I won! I'm rich!
I hate my life. No one would care if I disappeared...
Her little group wasn't much better as they passed through a casino. When she couldn't block them out it was a real nightmare. She had no idea how much went on in her companion's minds.
Can we really find him here? Castiel was looking around. Why would a prophet be in this den of sin?
All this trouble, we better be able to save Sam. God, and I felt bad about dating her-Vera was the older one? Bobby was exasperated by his personal problems.
This is seriously messed up. Why would...God, why did I go and get attached to a human? Vera was utterly distracted, trying and failing not to dwell on Bobby. I can't believe he kissed a Demon!
Damn Winchester's got a fine ass. Crowley seemed to have the easiest time leaving the past behind him.
I feel eyes on my butt. They better not be Crowley's.
River fell behind as the rest of the group walked ahead. More thoughts flew by. People walked past her. She was alone in a sea of faces she didn't know. People were feeling all matter of emotion-anger, despair, joy ecstasy, confusion. Her brain heard just picking up those alone. But hundreds of them were passing her at once. Combined with all the sounds it was too much.
"Crowley?" She called out and realized she'd missed them. "Grim?" She cried weakly.
The form of the Hell Hound moved through the crowd as River fell to her knees, shaking.
"Grim...I can't stand it..." She leaned against it, trying to drown it out. "A stone...please god, make me a stone!" River screamed the words she never thought she would again.
And then it went black.